The Safari noticed a few Greenfinches and Goldfinches on the feeders first thing this morning and so spent a rather chilly half hour in the garden with the long lens pointed at said feeders - nothing came! We made some warming tea n toast and ended up throwing a big cut-up crust on the garage roof and then hid behind the bedroom curtain and waited for the gulls to descend. 20 minutes we stood there like a lemon, only to turn our back for the briefest of moments when Wifey called up the stairs - a dozen Herring Gulls descended like Harpies and scoffed the lot, they were just making their hasty departure as we turned back round - how annoying was that!
A trip to the village for some odds n sods had us stopping at the field for a quick game of ball with Frank - two Meadow Pipits and a Pied Wagtail flew over. In the village car park we sat with a panting Frank while Wifey ran her errands - nice to see and listen to the Jackdaws flying around, when we were kids we knew we were somewhere exotic in the countryside if we could hear Jackdaws!
In the afternoon it was all hands to the chainsaw and attack that log pile. We held while Wifey wielded the saw like a weapon of mass destruction; within an hour or so the empty woodstore was refilled ready for next winter - just got to cut the remainder tomorrow and top up 'Barbara' - the wood house ;- )
Where to next? Might try to get out this evening on (yet) another ill-fated Short Eared Owl watch, failing that the mothy might go out if it doesn't look like it's gonna rain overnight.
In the meantime let us know who's pecking at the wood in your outback.
